"Lion, lion! It's a lion! It appears! Young Master Tuo really felt his natal spirit!"

Sudden silence, followed by countless bursts of exclamations! Although most of these tribes do not have natal spirits, they also know what the phantom that appeared behind Xie Tuo is! That is the legendary illusion of natal spirits! Only geniuses with innate spiritual power above the eighth level of innate spiritual power have!

"Tuoer! Great!" This time, it was Xie Xuan in the stand on the left, jumped up, clenched his fists, and cheered loudly.

"How is that possible? That little beast, what, what..." The face of the eldest elder Xie Zhishan was pale in an instant. Suddenly, he suddenly turned around and grabbed the guard who had just reported the message, "What's going on! What's going on!"

The guard was caught by Xie Zhishan and was immediately raised in the air, with his hands and feet kicking, panicking, "Big, Big Elder... The young man just got the news. Tuo, Master Tuo said himself that he had already felt his natal spirit..."

"Ah! Why didn't you say it earlier? Impossible! This is not true! A scam! It must be a scam!" Xie Zhishan suddenly became hysterical, waved his hand and threw the guard into the stands.

"Haha! Boy, did I not lie to you? Tsk tsk, I really didn't expect that the natal spirit this little fat man possessed was actually a lion, and it was a very rare golden lion among the lions... Not bad, not bad."

In Xie Chen's body, Jian Jiu laughed proudly. However, at this moment, Xie Chen seemed to be surprised by the tribe's people, his father's excitement, and even Jian Jiu's pride seemed to have not heard.

He stared blankly at the phantom of the lion that was slowly dissipating on the ring, and a complex color flashed in his eyes. Lion, golden lion... Golden Lion King... Xie Chen's eyes gradually became a little confused. His thoughts were already far away from the sky. Could it be that this was also the will of heaven in the dark?

On the ring, the fat little fat Xie Tuo raised his hands high and raised Xie Hao, who had been shocked, high. Under the power of the Lion King, Xie Hao had no strength to fight back at all and could only be slaughtered.

"Brother Hao! You said, if I throw you off the ring, will you be broken? Or will you just fall to death?"

"No, no! Brother Tuo, Young Master Tuo, Grandpa Xie Tuo... Give up your life! Woo woo..." The fear of death instantly enveloped, and Xie Hao begged! In front of all the tribe members, he suddenly burst into tears and burst into tears.

A person often only shows his true temperament when he is on the verge of death. Xie Hao gives people the feeling that he is undoubtedly sinister and cruel. But the deepest part of his heart is also cowardly! Faced with the threat of death, he has no courage to face it.

"Xie Tuo! Don't hurt my son!" A roar came from the stand on the right, and a white shadow shot out! Xie Zhishan's heart was filled with resentment, regret and humiliation. But he couldn't watch his son being killed!

Even though his son's arrogance before the competition and his lack of aura after the defeat both disappointed Xie Zhishan. However, the blood-connected family affection made him have to rescue him!

"Qua—!" A hoarse chirping passed through the sky! The white figure flying out of the stands was in a daze and split into two in an instant!

The pitch-black wings spread out, and in an instant, it turned into a long black rainbow, surpassing the white figure, and shooting towards the two teenagers on the edge of the ring like sharp arrows!

"Rareless!" At the same time, a cold snorted from the right ring! Xie Xuan, who had been prepared for a long time, was already in mid-air, as fast as lightning!

"Crash!" With a sound, a green folding fan unfolded instantly. Under the sunlight, the green light flashed and the cold air was impressed!

"Go!" The folding fan burst out and instantly turned into a green light, facing the black rainbow flying opposite!

Two lights flashed in a flash, like two brilliant lightning flashes across the sky above the competition venue. After a moment, a loud bang suddenly exploded beside Xie Tuo and Xie Hao. The rolling waves of air dispersed, and the two boys were directly overturned to the ground!

"Wow—!" There was a chaos in the competition. Once upon a time, the Xie family had been in Wushi Town for more than ten years. In addition to the frequent wars and constant challenges when the family was first established, the tribe members have rarely seen the battle between spiritual masters!

The great elder Xie Zhishan had already broken through to the eighth level spiritual master a year ago. According to recent news, the clan leader Xie Xuan has broken through to become a strong man at the level of the great spirit master!

Now the two of them control their own souls to fight each other across the air. Their momentum and amazing momentum are unprecedented. All the tribesmen are shocked. Could it be that today the two brothers who founded the family will compete in the public eye?!

"Xie Xuan, what are you doing? I'll save my son, are you going to stop him?!" The great elder Xie Zhishan had already jumped to the ring several times, his face turned ashen and his grimace was about to break apart.

Until now, everyone could see clearly that Xie Zhishan had a sharp-mouthed bird with a black feather on his shoulder, and his eyes were like two black pearls. The shape of this strange bird was very similar to a crow, but its figure was much larger than an ordinary crow. It was even comparable to an ordinary adult rooster. It was Xie Zhishan's natal spirit, the Mofeng Crow!

"Xie Zhishan, it's understandable that you saved your son! But if you use such a heavy hand, are you just trying to save Xie Hao?" On the other side, Xie Xuan stood up proudly, with a sword-browed look on his face, and asked back.

The green steel folding fan that had just ejaculated has now returned to Xie Xuan's hand. As soon as the folding fan was unfolded, Xie Xuan stood with a fan with outstanding charm. If he ignored his age, he would be like a young master of the turbid world.

"Hmph! If anyone dares to hurt my Hao'er, I will never forgive him!" Xie Zhishan's eyes flashed, and it was obvious that Xie Xuan saw through his mind. He originally planned to take this opportunity to suddenly take a thunder attack. Not only could he save his son Xie Hao, but he could also destroy the fat little Xie Tuo.

Xie Tuoyi wasted. Even though this competition was still successful, at least no one in the family could compete with Xie Hao again. There was still room for maneuver in everything. Unexpectedly, Xie Xuan's reaction was extremely fast and he blocked his attack at this moment of inability to send.

Only Xie Zhishan himself knew that the attack just now had completely fallen into a disadvantage. On his shoulder, one of the claws of the natal spiritual Mofeng Crow was almost broken. In contrast, Xie Xuan was calm and the gap between the spirit master and the great spirit master was obvious.

"Hao'er who hurts you? Hahaha..." Xie Xuan raised his sword eyebrows and suddenly burst into laughter, "Crash!" He closed the folding fan and said loudly: "Your son is human, isn't it someone else's?! Don't forget that now he is on the ring, and all the robes of my clan are in the audience! As the elder of the family, you are involved in fair competitions for no reason, what crime should you be punished!"

This time, Xie Xuan was really angry. If his son Xie Chen hadn't reminded him in time that there might be any movement in the stand opposite him, I'm afraid that Xie Tuo, who had just felt that his natal spirit had been knocked out of the ring and would have either died or been injured! If Xie Zhishan did not give him an explanation in person, Xie Xuan would never make any concessions!

"Dad! Daddy save me!" Xie Hao, who had just been overturned to the ground, rolled and crawled towards his father. Now Xie Hao is not a little arrogant? His hair is disheveled and his eyes are full of fear. He is like a scared child.

"Brother Hao! Don't leave! We are not finished yet!" At this moment, the little fat man Xie Tuo also jumped up and caught up with Xie Hao in just a few steps.

"Ah! Nothing! I lost! I admit defeat!... Dad, help!" He suddenly felt the shoulder being grabbed by one hand, Xie Hao screamed and cried again, and tears poured down his nose and tears.

"Hao'er! How do you usually tell you? A man is bleeding or not! Why are you crying? Shut up!" Seeing that his son was pressed to the ground by Xie Tuo again, Xie Zhishan's face turned pale and his whole body was trembling. But because he was worried about Xie Xuan, who was staring at him from a distance, he not only moved lightly.

"Xie Xuan, my son has already admitted defeat. What do you want to say?" Xie Zhishan raised his head and squeezed out a few words from his teeth with difficulty. He only hoped that the competition would end earlier, so he would quickly take his son to escape from the place of trouble. It was really so fucking embarrassing!

"Tuoer, Xie Hao has already admitted defeat, let him go." Xie Xuan's expression was a little slow. He was calm by nature. Since Xie Zhishan admitted his failure in person, he naturally didn't want to force the other party too much. This result was a happy ending.

"What? That's it all?" The little fat Xie Tuo heard the third uncle speak, blinked his eyes, reluctantly let go of Xie Hao, who had already collapsed on the ground, and muttered in a low voice, "I'm not satisfied yet, why did you finish the fight? It's really boring. Brother Hao, you are too modest, why don't we find some time to discuss it?"

"No, no! No..." You are humble! Xie Hao has long become a frightened bird. Let's try it again? What's the joke? The Lion King power displayed by the little fat man just now has scared him to pieces. If his father didn't take action just now, he would never have suspected that he was lying under the ring dyingly.

"I announce! Young Master Xie Tuo wins this competition!" Without waiting for Xie Xuan's instructions, the family deacon who was in charge of the competition had already announced the result of the competition, and his voice was extremely bright and spread from afar.

"Tao Shao is invincible!" "Tao Shao is invincible!" "Long live Tao Shao!"

In an instant, there was a thunderous cheer in the competition venue! This is a world where the winner is the king. Now that the result is now, Xie Tuo is the one-sided tendency to cheer in the venue. At this moment, Xie Tuo is the king in the competition venue! The king who dominates the competition and the future lion king of the family!

Just as the fat little fat Xie Tuo was full of spring breeze, holding his fist high, posing in a sensation, and began to "interact" with the tribesmen below. However, Xie Zhishan was already holding Xie Tuo with a gloomy face and walked off the arena step by step.

This is the stage for winners. What the loser can get is ridicule and contempt! This is the case with the competition, and the same is true for family struggle! Xie Zhishan has seen in despair that the position of the clan leader of the family has become farther and farther away from him, and his hard work over the years has also turned into a wisp of blue smoke at this moment and drifted with the wind.

"Dad, we just left like this?" Back to his father's side, Xie Hao had recovered slightly from his horror.

"Don't leave? Do you still want to stay here to embarrass you?" Xie Zhishan looked sad.

"Dad, we still have a chance! My son will definitely make these country bumpkins pay the price!" Xie Hao, who had recovered, said in a low voice with a vicious light flashing in his eyes.

"Shut up the mouth, fuck me!" Xie Zhishan glared at his son fiercely. If it weren't for you little beast, I wouldn't have fallen to this point! Country bumpkin? You, I'm also a country bumpkin! What qualifications do you have to say to others? Damn, if you weren't my biological child, I would have killed you, an ignorant thing!

"Haha, isn't this uncle? Why are you in such a hurry to leave? Uncle, this is your fault. Although the competition is over, we must leave without saying hello. By the way, should our bet be fulfilled?"

Xie Chen, who was half lying on the stretcher, had been waiting under the ring for a long time. At this moment, seeing the elder and son walking down their heads, they couldn't help but show harmless and amiable smiles on their faces.

"Xie Chen! Don't be too proud! Tell you, I will never give up!" Xie Hao stared at Xie Chen viciously and growled in a low voice.
Chapter completed!